Almost perfect conditions, bright sun, no clouds and mostly calm. And so I caught 18 fish. I simply state that as fact. I could have caught far less but then again I should have caught far more. You can't have everything in this world, only want it.Nothing big; largest weighed in at just over four - smallest of the bunch would be about two and a half. Great fun however, mostly sight-casting as well as a few beneath trees and in troughs.I don't want to talk about the number of fish I missed; let's just call it a random number. It appears that from time to time I'm suffering from the Montana Strike Syndrome. Hey, look, I'm not complaining. Some very pretty fish.This was Sunday by the way.